A Brush of Desire
I can't control
these feelings of you,
and my willpower continues to slip,
I became lost to dreams of your touch
oh how I desire this so much....
How can I stop
thinking about you
when your fingertips
remind me of last night
what a wonderful delight.....
The passion you displayed
painted a trail of fire
down my neck,
along my spine,
this moment, never a waste of time.....
while your hungry kisses
claim my flesh
ooh so delicious,,,,,
You sweep me up
with your brush of fire,
until I'm carried away
by your warm and seductive desires......
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